A song that is all about the emergence into collective awareness of a way of relating to experience that is both radically novel and archaic.

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A song that is all about the emergence into collective awareness of a way of relating to experience that is both radically novel and archaic.
All truth of works must depend upon the truth of being. All active existence must be in its inmost reality a sacrifice of works offered by Prakriti to Purusha, Nature offering to the supreme and infinite Soul the desire of the multiple finite Soul within her.
-Sri Aurobindo
The band which has it all-meter, rhyme, chord progressions, verses, choruses, bridges and the song which is gesturing at you to discover yourself.
"Where there is joy there is creation: know the nature of joy."
-Chandogya Upanisishad
... I am a part of the body’s long madness. I have wandered in various nightwoods. I have leaned in drunken doorways. I have written wild stories without punctuation. I am the man. I was there. I suffered somewhat. I have sat in an uneasy chair. I am a tear of the sun. I am a hill where poets run. I invented the alphabet after watching the flight of cranes who made letters with their legs. ...
Like You
By -Jack Hirschman
Like you I love, love life, the sweet smell of things, the sky-blue landscape of January days. And my blood boils up and I laugh through eyes that have known the buds of tears. I believe the world is beautiful and that poetry, like bread, is for everyone. And that my veins don’t end in me but in the unanimous blood of those who struggle for life, love, little things, landscape and bread, the poetry of everyone.
A refreshing song and great beat drops for ears.
A metaphor which unfolds at its own patient pace.
...I am a part of the body’s long madness. I have wandered in various nightwoods. I have leaned in drunken doorways. I have written wild stories without punctuation. I am the man. I was there. I suffered. I sat in an uneasy chair. I am a tear of the sun. I am a hill where poets run. I invented the alphabet after watching the flight of cranes who made letters with their legs. I am a lake upon a plain. I am a word in a tree. I am a hill of poetry. I am a raid on the inarticulate. I have dreamt that all my teeth fell out but my tongue lived to tell the tale. For I am a still of poetry. I am a bank of song. I am a playerpiano in an abandoned casino on a seaside esplanade in a dense fog still playing. I see a similarity between the Laughing Woman and myself. I have heard the sound of summer in the rain. I have seen girls on boardwalks have complicated sensations. I understand their hesitations. I am a gatherer of fruit. I have seen how kisses cause euphoria. I have seen giraffes in junglegyms their necks like love would around the iron circumstances of the world.
-Autobiography by Lawrence FerlinghettiÂ
Shukriya Zindagi - Aashayein
Yes, spring is definitely a season of renewal, and by taking advantage of its healing power, you can set yourself up for a healthier and more fulfilling growth ahead.Â
Admire this beautiful composition which calm nerves, inspire and heal.
Music-Salim Merchant, Sulaiman Merchant
Singer-Shafqat Amanat Ali
lyrics:- https://lyricsgem.com/shukriya-zindagi-lyrics/
The Artist's Duty By: Kenneth Patchen
So it is the duty of the artist to discourage all traces of shame
To extend all boundaries
To fog them in right over the plate
To kill only what is ridiculous
To establish problems
To ignore solutions
To listen to no one
To omit nothing
To contradict everything
To generate the free brain
To bear no cross
To take part in no crucifixion
To tinkle a warning when mankind strays
To explode upon all parties
To wound deeper than the soldier
To heal this poor obstinate monkey once and for all
To verify the irrational
To exaggerate all things
To inhibit everyone
To lubricate each proportion
To experience only experience
To set a flame in the high air
To exclaim at the commonplace alone
To cause the unseen eyes to open
To admire only the absurd
To be concerned with every profession save his own
To raise a fortuitous stink on the boulevards of truth and beauty
To desire an electrifiable intercourse with a female alligator
To lift the flesh above the suffering
To forgive the beautiful its disconsolate deceit
To flash his vengeful badge at every abyss
To HAPPEN
It is the artist’s duty to be alive
To drag people into glittering occupations
To blush perpetually in gaping innocence
To drift happily through the ruined race-intelligence
To burrow beneath the subconscious
To defend the unreal at the cost of his reason
To obey each outrageous inpulse
To commit his company to all enchantments.
--Kenneth Patchen
A great band who can transcend the platitudes. Reflecting the world view and teleporting the perceptions of reality back in 1999.
Having Come This Far
I've been through what my through was to be I did what I could and couldn't I was never sure how I would get there
I nourished an ardor for thresholds for stepping stones and for ladders I discovered detour and ditch
I swam in the high tides of greed I built sandcastles to house my dreams I survived the sunburns of love
No longer do I hunt for targets I've climbed all the summits I need to and I've eaten my share of lotus
Now I give praise and thanks for what could not be avoided and for every foolhardy choice
I cherish my wounds and their cures and the sweet enervations of bliss My book is an open life
I wave goodbye to the absolutes and send my regards to infinity I'd rather be blithe than correct
Until something transcendent turns up I splash in my poetry puddle and try to keep God amused.
--James Broughton
Love this cool band and this classy song specifically.. It has that rainy aesthetic vibes artistically and positive meaning in finding comfort and support in companionship.
I must pack my short lifer full of interesting events and creative activity. Philosophy and aesthetic contemplation are not enough. I intend to do everything possible to broaden my experiences and allow myself to reach the fullest development. Then, and before physical deterioration obtrudes, I shall go on some last wilderness trip to a place I have known and loved. I shall not return. -Â Everett Ruess: A Vagabond for Beauty
Listen to "The Impression That I Get" by The Mighty Mighty Bosstones, and sing along with the simple HD lyrics on screen! Remember! I DO NOT
I’ve been a big fan of this awesome band, and they play the most dynamic and powerful trombone in ska music. This particular song can hit a different meaning to different time so the reference is here.   Â
To tell the truth is to become beautiful, to begin to love yourself, value yourself. And that's political, in its most profound way.
June Jordan
Movie:Â Thiruda Thiruda
Lyricist: Vairamuthu
Music: A. R. Rahman
 Spring is here and what better song calls for peace and change than this one.Composed by Maestro Rehman.Â
LYRICS:- https://www.lyricaldelights.com/2016/03/07/thiruda-thiruda-putham-pudhu-boomi-lyrics-and-translation/#google_vignette